Chapter 18
Fully undressing in his foyer, Rafael Pena heaved his uniform, socks, and shoes in a pile by his front door. He was erect by the time he reached the top of his stairs and entered his bedroom.
"You are on fire, huh?" Rafael asked, eagerly moving toward his bed.
Aleksey Nabokov, lying on his stomach with his legs apart, barely flinched when Rafael's fingers mischievously pinched him.
"Your ass is a masterpiece, babe," Rafael said.
"It is all yours," Aleksey responded. "So you are happy with my surprise visit?"
"Hell yes."
Rafael sat atop Aleksey's upper legs and massaged his back and shoulders. He used his feet to splay Aleksey's thighs even further apart. "What if I have a surprise too?" Rafael asked.
Aleksey rolled over, pulled Rafael down beside him, and kissed the
